So you'll never guess what I'm doing right now. Nope. Not that.
I'm loading ammunition.
Yep, I've been putting freaking gunpowder into bullet cases, yo. Nothing sinister going on at my house, just helping C out loading his ammo for his target shooting on the weekend.
He's asked me to go with him and I'm reluctant. Not because I don't enjoy firing a few rounds myself - and he will definately let me have a go - but because it's really, really boring most of the time you're there. It's like being in the army; lots of waiting around interspersed with exciting but short bursts of gunfire.
Ah well. I'll take a good book and try to catch up on my reading. And compliment his shooting, of course.